Me too, Jamie. Just check the guy in the crowd (around 0:20) with his arms folded and a sour expression on his face. That's me, when I went to see Brian Wilson, wondering why I'd shelled out forty quid. Of course, that guy could have also been a devout Chuck Berry fan, or have had a row with his 'date', as they were called then. I'd also like to think that he'd got nowhere with his sexual advances he'd read about in a men's magazine, and angrily asked her the old question: "What'samatter? You a lesbian?" To which she gave him him the old answer: "Yeh, since I met you I am, buster".

Hey! It's Friday! It's pissing it down outside. I'm turning up some trousers and struggling with the sewing machine (prior to this lifetime, I surely wasn't a tailor, nor in this one either).

Margie Hendricks was great and, as the poster of your clip says, she shines out of Ray's biography like a beacon. Some great guitar on that track. Some great guitar on this track too:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcHKrujFDXc